Patty Carson Memorial Fund
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Patricia Marie (Patty) Carson was my baby sister - just seventeen months younger than me - the fifth of six children in the Carson Family. She passed away unexpectedly on February 4th.
She was born 21 June 1960 in Washington, D.C. and lived most of her childhood on St. Croix, U. S. Virgin Islands.
She attended and graduated from Newbury Park Academy and Loma Linda University School of Nursing.
I have been receiving countless requests for information about Patty's memorial service, and what people can do to help. If you know anything about Patty, you know she hates being made a fuss over. At her request, there will be no memorial service. I am sorry, but that is her request. She doesn't believe in ceremonies or congregations. And she wouldn't want us to sit around and mourn. So please celebrate her life by paying it forward any chance you get. That is the Carson way.
Patty was one of a kind. Brilliant, artistic, funny, brash, introverted, insecure, creative, strong, a no-nonsense kind of girl. She came from good stock, but got a really rough start in life. The fifth of six children in the early '60s, her learning disabilities went undiagnosed. She lost her mother at the age of eight. The following year her house was destroyed by a tornado. And at fifteen, she was sent away to school in California (from her childhood home in the Virgin Islands) to fend for herself.
But Patty was a scrapper. She got a college degree, and surprised us all when she became a nurse, caring for quadriplegics - our tough, shy, no-nonsense, Patty who preferred the company of horses and canines and reptiles. She didn't just clock in and babysit patients; they became her life's mission. When one patient (living in Southern California) told her she'd never seen the ocean, Patty found a way to get the patient into her little car and drove the paralyzed grown woman all the way down to the beach for the first time in her life, making her cry. She helped another patient finish graduating from college from his home - and then took him to his graduation. That is how Patty rolled. She believe in making others' miracles come true.
In lieu of a funeral, we will have her cremated as per her wishes, and I am taking her back home to sprinkle her ashes in St. Croix, the island home of our youth, where our mother is buried and our baby brother still lives. I am hoping that my other brother and sister will be able to join me.
If you would like to do something to help us, a donation of any size to her memorial fund would be a nice way to honor our beloved sister who left this world way too early - to help pay for the basics or her final care. The funny, brilliant, artistic, big-hearted, insecure, fight-for-the-underdog girl that was my baby sister and my pillar.
I want to thank all of you who have reached out to us over the past several days with your kind words and hugs and made her passing more bearable.
Sincerely,
Liz Carson Rosas
She was born 21 June 1960 in Washington, D.C. and lived most of her childhood on St. Croix, U. S. Virgin Islands.
She attended and graduated from Newbury Park Academy and Loma Linda University School of Nursing.
I have been receiving countless requests for information about Patty's memorial service, and what people can do to help. If you know anything about Patty, you know she hates being made a fuss over. At her request, there will be no memorial service. I am sorry, but that is her request. She doesn't believe in ceremonies or congregations. And she wouldn't want us to sit around and mourn. So please celebrate her life by paying it forward any chance you get. That is the Carson way.
Patty was one of a kind. Brilliant, artistic, funny, brash, introverted, insecure, creative, strong, a no-nonsense kind of girl. She came from good stock, but got a really rough start in life. The fifth of six children in the early '60s, her learning disabilities went undiagnosed. She lost her mother at the age of eight. The following year her house was destroyed by a tornado. And at fifteen, she was sent away to school in California (from her childhood home in the Virgin Islands) to fend for herself.
But Patty was a scrapper. She got a college degree, and surprised us all when she became a nurse, caring for quadriplegics - our tough, shy, no-nonsense, Patty who preferred the company of horses and canines and reptiles. She didn't just clock in and babysit patients; they became her life's mission. When one patient (living in Southern California) told her she'd never seen the ocean, Patty found a way to get the patient into her little car and drove the paralyzed grown woman all the way down to the beach for the first time in her life, making her cry. She helped another patient finish graduating from college from his home - and then took him to his graduation. That is how Patty rolled. She believe in making others' miracles come true.
In lieu of a funeral, we will have her cremated as per her wishes, and I am taking her back home to sprinkle her ashes in St. Croix, the island home of our youth, where our mother is buried and our baby brother still lives. I am hoping that my other brother and sister will be able to join me.
If you would like to do something to help us, a donation of any size to her memorial fund would be a nice way to honor our beloved sister who left this world way too early - to help pay for the basics or her final care. The funny, brilliant, artistic, big-hearted, insecure, fight-for-the-underdog girl that was my baby sister and my pillar.
I want to thank all of you who have reached out to us over the past several days with your kind words and hugs and made her passing more bearable.
Sincerely,
Liz Carson Rosas
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